Her fire was different from his. She burned brightly, righteously, and passionately but without anger despite everything, He had a temper, but she tempered him. They matched each other so well and he couldn't possibly conceive of anyone else having his heart. His soul.
By the Ka'ra he loved this woman.
She kissed fiercely and he met the ferocity. Matched it. Raised it. He ran his fingers through her fiery hair, at her waist now, pushing strands away from her face. They broke the kiss, panting, and he looked into her eyes and she into his.
It was resumed quickly; she pulled his face to hers and they began a dance of intimacy, give and take and giving again. Jango felt his heart, his very being intertwine with hers. She was as much his as he was hers and he'd follow her beyond Wild Space if she asked.
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Another Way
FanfictionA What-If mini-series featuring a fem!Obi-wan Kenobi and Jango Fett. I'm relying on my own knowledge here, so if there are continuity errors or mistakes in timelines/events/details please forgive me. This was just a fun thing for me.
